[Comprehensive] There is a small beggar among us

Dragon Roaring to the Nine Heavens - the skills of the beggar gang, knocking away the surrounding targets, causing a certain amount of external damage, and will not be affected by the control effect during the implementation.

The two wandering Bludgers were pushed away by Long Xiao for a certain distance, and they ran into them aggressively again, but this time was enough time for one, or two, well-trained wizards to react——

"Armor shout!" Harry yelled.

"Torn apart." Draco frowned, waved his wand and blew up one of the Bludgers, and then chanted several spells at a very fast speed, and finally caught the other bludger in his hand , took a look, and waved his wand again.

All this happened so quickly Harry came back to his senses and found that his palms were covered with sweat.

He let go of Sewell's hand apologetically, thanked him sincerely, and said to Draco awkwardly, "Thank you,"

Draco sneered loudly. He looked down at the Bludger in his hand, and casually played with his pale fingertips. The Bludger, which was rampant just now, is now obedient and ruthless. Sewell even found that it was trembling.

Draco let go of his hand expressionlessly, letting the Bludger fly away without a glance.Draco's eyes turned to Gryffindor in front of him, and he was about to say something with a half-smile on his face, but suddenly his expression changed, and he quickly walked up to hold Sewell's arm.It was only then that Sewell realized that his right arm was dripping blood, probably scratched by the fragments of the Bludger that had just exploded, and he was too nervous to pay attention just now.

"It's nothing—" Seeing Draco's serious expression, Sewell waved his hand quickly: "After all, as a man, you have to know that minor injuries won't leave the line of fire!"

Draco was choked, and looked up at him in disbelief: "Sure enough, I shouldn't expect a normal person to appear in Gryffindor." The little leader of Slytherin cried out angrily : "I would allow a troll's name to be added to Malfoy's family tree—!"

"Actually, you don't allow it." Sewell reminded with a good temper: "It's Dad's decision."

This sentence completely angered Draco, his eyebrows were tightly wrinkled, and he shouted angrily: "Shut your mouth.".Then, grabbing Sewell's intact hand, he quickly walked towards the school hospital.Harry hesitated for a moment and followed.

Draco saw it, and shouted angrily: "You are not needed here, Potter, take your troubles away!"

Harry froze, blushing a little - to be honest, he didn't know what was going on with the Bludger - wasn't Voldemort dead?

He pretended that he didn't hear what Malfoy said, and continued to follow, but the posture looked so gloomy.

In the school hospital, Madam Pomfrey poked near Sewell's wound with her wand, and the hideous wound disappeared immediately. "It's okay, you don't even need to drink potions—" she muttered, "But look at your robes, it's another Quidditch player—I hope the next time I see you, you won't be caught by that barbaric sport." I broke my arm." The expressions of the two Quidditch team captains who followed couldn't help but change, Madam Pomfrey pushed Sewell onto a bed~, quickly picked up the water glass and jug beside her, and poured them out. A cup of brown liquid was placed in Sewell's hand: "Drink it." She ordered.

"Don't you need to drink potions?" Sewell pouted.

"It's just an ordinary drink, for weak children to replenish their health." Madam Pomfrey looked at Sewell's small body pointingly, and ordered to the two senior students next to him: "Let him stay here." Rest for 10 minutes, then you can go."

After Madam Pomfrey left, Sewell buried his head in the quilt, depressed why no one believed that he was not thin at all: "I am strong enough to lift Hagrid into the sky and fly around."

"Excuse me for another metaphor," Draco said disgustedly: "If you dare to touch that half-blood giant even once, don't go home again."

"Please change the word too." Sewell called out, "Why should I 'touch' Hagrid?"

"Maybe because you're a Gryffindor troll?" Draco made a puke motion.

"—Enough!" Harry, who had been ignored for a long time, cried angrily, and then under the eyes of the two Malfoys, his anger gradually disappeared, and he said helplessly: "Professor Hagrid... Malfoy , Hagrid is a professor."

Draco snorted, turned to look at Sewell, and said with a fake smile: "It seems that you are fine, Mr. Sewell, then I will go first."

Sewell grabbed Draco's robes, using body language to stop him.

"Sir, don't make me angry anymore." Draco poked Xavier's paw with his wand, the smirk on his face twisted a bit: "Today, my dear brother, Xavier Malfoy, sacrificed his life to save Gryffindor's golden boy is enough for me to digest until Christmas, don't look for me until then."

Sewell's eyes widened, and he said in disbelief: "But you also helped, it's not fair!"

"That's because I didn't want to get a Howler letter from my father because I didn't see my little Gryffindor troll brother getting smashed to pieces by an inexplicable Bludger." The smirk on Draco's face Disappeared, and said with a cold face: "Now, let go."

"Oh no, I won't let it go!" Sewell grabbed Draco with both hands and muttered in a low voice, "I can't just watch Harry in front of me—" He looked at Draco with an even more ugly expression He shut his mouth, and then changed the subject awkwardly: "Hey, brother, stop holding on... Maybe you can ask Harry why he keeps staring at you?"

Draco's facial expression froze, and after a while, he said in an extremely depressed voice: "Excuse me, please, you reminded me of the fact that I was trying to ignore—"

And Harry was still staring at Draco in a daze.

Draco couldn't take it anymore and yelled: "Take your disgusting gaze away, Potter, or I'll think you're in love with me."

"Shut your mouth Malfoy!" Harry snapped awake, forgetting his embarrassment, and said angrily, "I just wanted to say I saw who did it—" He snapped his mouth shut at this point.His eyes were dodgy, and he looked at Malfoy expectantly.

Sewell poked his head out from under the quilt, and looked around thoughtfully.

Draco said blankly: "Potter, you have to know that if you have seen things, then of course I have seen them too."

"Who is it?" Sewell poked Draco and asked in a low voice, "Why didn't I see it?"

Draco fended off Sewell's claws: "Brandon Alcott. If you had eyes you'd see that Alcott's name was written on the Bludger—and who is he?" He's just an idiot." He snorted contemptuously: "Fourth year Slytherin, my father was a loyal Death Eater, and he disappeared after the fall of the Dark Lord." Draco's gray-blue eyes stared at him with no warmth. Looking at Harry, he said, "So, Potter."

Yeah so what?Harry scratched his head decadently, he didn't know what he was expecting, and finally left dejectedly, leaving room for the two Malfoys.

"Don't be so fierce, Draco, Harry subconsciously wants you to support him." Sewell said after watching Harry's lost back disappear, and he said with a tut: "Think about what you did before, I can't wait to pinch each other Dead tit for tat—maybe he really fell in love with you."

Draco made a vomiting expression: "I'm going to spit out yesterday's meal, and I don't want to eat for half a month." Then, he stared at Sewell and said seriously: "I warn you; don't Advise me——I won't foolishly decide to fall in love with the big dunghead just because of Potter's unilateral and inexplicable overtures."

"Why, I think it's good for the two of you to do this," Sewell spread his hands, who didn't even want to persuade him: "Do you know? There is an old saying in China, 'Hitting is kissing, scolding is love'."

It took Draco 15 seconds to figure out what that meant, and then roared through the hospital hospital: "How dare you - insult at this time -!"

Sewell laughed like a prank, he grabbed the broom that was put aside, jumped out of bed, and ran away happily.

The aristocratic education he received since he was a child prevented the platinum nobles from running down the corridor as stupidly as Sewell.He sat angrily on the chair in the school hospital, his chest heaving violently.The thin and beautiful lips tugged, and said angrily: "Unconscionable——!"